Chapter 629: Viola

The carriage returned to the Fesin Pafin Hotel, Lei En stepped out and entered, where the captain of the three squads stationed at the villa greeted him: "Boss, there's a letter for you."

"When was it delivered?"

Lei En's gaze fell on the envelope in the Extreme Warrior captain's hand.

The white envelope bore no markings, but emitted a faint, lingering scent that lifted his spirits—it was the fragrance of violet, all too familiar.

The Extreme Warrior captain reported, "Half an hour before you returned, a lady delivered the letter. She refused to state her identity, saying you'd understand once you saw the letter."

"Got it," Lei En said, taking the envelope and heading upstairs.

Back in his room, he didn't open it; the All-Seeing Eye had already scanned its contents. The letter depicted a blooming violet and included an address. The script was High Elf language—delicate and elegant, the handwriting unmistakably Viola's own.

Lei En sat on the bedside, looking at the envelope, feeling somewhat mystified.

Since leaving Longshande to become the Earl of Glamorgan, more than four years have passed. In those years, he and Viola have seen each other only sparingly—indeed, only a handful of meetings.

At first, Viola would often have someone deliver oral messages, exchanging deep affections.

Later, the letters grew fewer, the frequency waned, and the few meetings that occurred were brief and hurried.

Even though a teleportation array was built between the Earl of Glamorgan's lands and Dongting City, Viola spent most of her time outside his domain, constantly traveling among the Empire's cities, devoting all her energy to running the Phonograph and Camera businesses in pursuit of her dream.

When she rested, Viola stayed in Nuosiruier.

Nuosiruier houses the headquarters of the Beauty and Goodness Church and is the Empire's most culturally artistic city, a hub for dancers, singers, painters, and artists. They are all followers of the Longhaired Lady, a public affiliation of the Beauty and Goodness Church, and the Empire's Art Association is also based in the capital.

This forced Viola's enterprises to revolve around Nuosiruier, making the city practically her home.

The last time they met, Viola passed through Mo Du and stayed two days at the Earl of Glamorgan's castle.

They hadn't seen each other for nearly three years since.

Lei En didn't understand Viola's thinking; the Empire is vast yet well‑connected—airships, steam trains, flying mounts, teleportation arrays—all combine, making travel between Nuosiruier and Mo Du fairly easy, provided one has money; it's even faster than flying by plane in his previous life.

Mo Du is the Empire's second‑largest city, its economy the strongest, and the biggest port for foreign trade; controlling its market is as crucial as Nuosiruier.

However, Viola handed full management of Mo Du over to a capable aide, rarely visiting the city herself, seemingly intent on avoiding it.

This made Lei En suspect she had lost interest.

Perhaps she regretted granting him the colorful flag permit, and upon hearing he had another woman, chose to withdraw, drifting farther away.

Lei En is not a conflicted person.

If this is Viola's decision, he won't force her to change her mind, and he has no right to demand she stay by his side. Though it was Viola who originally allowed it, after confirming his own scumbag behavior, he feels embarrassed to shamelessly ask Viola to be magnanimous.

He only feels regretful; Viola was his first woman, who gave him great aid when he was at his lowest, and was the guide who witnessed his rise to the extraordinary path.

Deep in his heart, Viola's silhouette forever remains.

Yet time can wash away everything.

Three years apart have made Viola's appearance, voice, and scent grow hazy in Lei En's mind. The vows and sweet words now seem like a distant past.

The unsigned letter evoked the beautiful memories of his time with Viola.

Lei En tucked the envelope away.

He used his original body's symbiotic link to inform the Extreme Warrior guards outside, raised his hand to open a portal, activated his rainbow‑light cloak to vanish, and stepped through.

The Extreme Warriors in the villa glanced at each other, all sensing that the original body had left.

"Company commander, aren't we following?" a hesitant Extreme Warrior asked.

"How would we follow?" Xikalius glared at him. "The boss doesn't need our protection. We just hold the fort; when combat is needed, we slay all the boss's enemies. The brothers on night watch stay alert, keep the rats out, and the others sleep."

"Yes, company commander." The Extreme Warriors dispersed.

Xikalius sensed Lei En's location, finding he was already several dozen li away, and sighed inwardly, feeling no sense of achievement as the boss's personal guard company commander.

The Extreme Warrior discipline is better suited for battlefield slaughter than protecting the original body.

The original body doesn't need protection either.

Unaware of the Extreme Warriors' thoughts, after two portals Lei En silently appeared on a building's rooftop, hidden in the night, virtually undetectable.

The address Viola gave lies in the wealthy district east of Nuosiruier.

It's about thirty li from the Fubei Deng Castle, with wide, straight streets, beautiful surroundings, luxurious villas and estates tucked among tranquil woods—residents are either rich or noble. Amid the sounds of all things, one hears laughter, music, and merriment from the estates, as various high‑society night activities unfold.

After passing through several random doors, Lei En found the spot indicated by the address.

A garden villa of modest size but exquisitely clever layout—that's Viola's residence, which she purchased shortly after arriving in Nuosiruier, mentioned several times in previous letters.

He didn't rush inside, instead hovering gently atop a tree hundreds of meters away, watching the villa.

The All-Seeing Eye scanned the area, detecting hidden talents within Viola's villa: three legends—a Mid-stage Steel Knight, a Mid-stage Magic Swordsman, and a Legendary High-rank female Sorceress—whose combined strength was impressive.

Additionally, a guard of over ten, composed of Mid-stage and Legendary High-rank transcendants—including several Wizards—stood well‑trained, safeguarding the villa.

The villa housed dozens of servants.

The Soul Eye observed that the transcendent guards and servants were almost all followers of the Longhaired Lady, including the three legends.

"Viola's standing in the Beauty and Goodness Church is rising."

Lei En muttered, noting most transcendants and servants were already asleep, with only the window of the third‑floor master bedroom glowing.

That was Viola's residence.

The room was surrounded by rune barriers to block prying eyes, yet they had no effect on Lei En; the All-Seeing Eye pierced through, instantly revealing Viola. She was bent over work, occasionally looking out the window or turning her head inside the room searching for something, clearly her mind elsewhere.

Seeing Viola's graceful silhouette, Lei En ceased his doubts and opened a random door straight to the bedroom.

A magical ripple immediately startled Viola.

She sprang up, gazing at the random door; her beautiful face showed surprise and joy, but after a few seconds no one emerged, realizing the other was employing an advanced invisibility. Instantly, a radiant divine armor shimmered over her curvaceous form, golden wings unfurled behind her, her blonde hair fluttered, and an imposing aura radiated.

Simultaneously, tall figures with twin wings sprouted from the shadows, encircling the random door.

The entire room brimmed with elemental energies.

"Angel?"

A voice that had long haunted Viola's thoughts rang out, full of astonishment, and then she saw a man's silhouette materialize before her, tall and muscular, clad in mithril light armor, a blood‑red great cloak trailing behind.

His handsome face bore a smile, his dark eyes reflecting his own image: "Viola, long time no see."

Lei En!

Viola's heart fluttered, shifting from delight to wariness and then to greater delight; she stared at Lei En with a dazed, infatuated gaze, a feeling both familiar and strange, and for a moment she was stunned.

Lei En also gazed at the breathtakingly beautiful half-elf.

Three years apart had not dulled her beauty at all; if anything, it had grown. Her white wings framed a tall figure, pure sanctity and sensual charm fused perfectly, like an angel descended to earth, breathtaking and intoxicating.

But what truly moved Lei En was her deep affection.

The Soul Eye saw Viola's soul color shift rapidly—orange excitement, blue melancholy, and pale green joy mingling like a massive dye vat, finally turning entirely into a deep grassland green, without a trace of impurity, wholly devoted to herself.

Her feelings were not shaken by distance or time; they were even more steadfast than before.

Lei En could not contain his joy.

Viola sensed his happiness; their eyes met, saying everything without words, and her sapphire‑like pupils grew slightly moist.

She was about to leap into Lei En's arms, but Lei En glanced toward the doorway and vanished suddenly.

In the next second, the bedroom door was flung open from outside.

Bang!

A massive figure clad in heavy armor barreled in, wielding a large shield and a broad sword, like a moving metal fortress, though her build revealed the wearer to be female. Behind the Legendary Steel Knight followed a strikingly beautiful female mage; she had already raised a storm shield, hovering off the ground, a scorching fireball coalescing in her hand, ready to hurl at any foe.

Outside the door stood a sword‑wielding Legendary Magic Swordsman, guarding the entrance, not entering.

Lord Count!

What happened?

The Steel Knight and the female mage looked around, seeing only Viola and the summoned demon souls, with no sign of enemies, their eyes full of puzzlement.

Viola's expression returned to normal, calmly saying, "It's nothing. I just thought of a magical problem and wanted to try it on the spot."

The Legendary High‑rank female mage continued searching the room, but found no clues.

She gave Viola a strange look; when she burst through the door, Viola's expression was nothing like that of a magical researcher, but rather a pitiful, almost tender look, as if she were secretly rendezvousing with a lover.

Moreover, she detected a subtle Arcane fluctuation, seeming to be some kind of teleportation spell.

"You two go down, Se Erma, Ke Lin," Viola waved her hand, "I'm going to rest now."

"Yes, Lord Count."

The two Legendary Transcendents hurriedly sheathed their weapons, dispelled their spells, bowed respectfully to Viola, and then left the room.

Before departing, the female mage Ke Lin cast a spell to repair the broken door and gently closed it.

Viola immediately searched the room, but likewise found no sign of Lei En, assuming he had already left, and she slowly sat on the bedside, waiting patiently.

Half a minute later, a scroll materialized in the air, creating a Soundproof Force Field.

Lei En stood before her again.

Viola finally smiled, "I knew you hadn't left."

"With you here, how could I bear to go?" Lei En said softly, sitting beside Viola.

He realized Viola's situation differed from his expectations; the few Legendary guards behaved oddly toward her, and just as he was about to ask why, the half‑elf eagerly leapt into his arms, wrapping both arms around his neck and sealing his mouth with a fragrant kiss.

Mmm…

The two tumbled onto the bed, quickly laying their hearts bare.

Lei En cast all his questions aside, immersing himself fully.

A brief parting felt like a fresh marriage; three years apart were like dry wood meeting blazing fire, and Viola seemed ready to unleash years of pent‑up desire.

Viola pressed tightly against Lei En's chest, looking up at the line of his profile, as if she didn't want to part even for a minute. Lei En held her, his warm, fragrant, supple embrace free of any lust; this Sage Time would last at least three days, finally giving him time to think.

This meeting with Viola, the Soul Eye saw far too many things.

He also had many questions to ask.

"What's up with your Angel form?" Lei En asked, looking into Viola's eyes, piercing her soul; her Soul Tower materialized before him, its three lower layers of demon souls familiar: the three Main Souls—Beckwind Essence, Lake Spirit, and Flame‑blade Dragon Eagle—and several crow‑type demon souls from the "Crow Feast" deck.

Four years ago, when they partied in Winter Thunder City, Viola was only a seventh‑level Ten Thousand Spirits Wizard.

In subsequent meetings, she rose to ninth level.

At that time Viola's three Main Souls remained unchanged, but the number of crow demon souls increased greatly, their varieties richer, her power surged, already preparing to challenge the Legendary tier, yet she was still far from his level, not an equal opponent.

However, after more than three years, Viola not only ascended to Legendary but reached fourteenth level, one rank higher than him!

Now she is a Mid‑stage Legendary Ten Thousand Spirits Wizard.

What shocked Lei En most was the state of Viola's Soul Tower; after becoming Legendary, the fused demon souls differed entirely from before—fewer in number but multiplied in quality countlessfold.

All eight demon souls were Legendary‑rank angels!

(End of Chapter)